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Aug 27
Walking in a world of black and white,
You created the colours that follow me through life.
The memories of sunrises we once shared,
Now remain in the yellow marker you use to vandalise the world around us.
The green grass we once laid on to stargaze,
Is now a constant remind of what deemed you ‘ missing ‘.
The colour of your freckles,
Became the only colour of clothing besides black that touches my skin.
Our favourite colour,
Now stained with every memory of you.
Written by
Alex  20/F
(20/F)   
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